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THE WAGER part 3

Author: ELSA RIVERS
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-18 16:59:00

THIRD PERSON POV

The silence in the room was heavier than the velvet drapes, thicker than the darkness. Liam could feel the weight of the small, cold key in his palm as if it were made of lead. Isabelle’s question hung between them, a specter at the feast of their temporary intimacy.

Are you ready to know what it says?

The fragile peace he’d found in her arms shattered, replaced by a familiar, churning anxiety. This was why he avoided decisions. They were landmines. Choosing to stay in the safe, passionate ignorance of the last twenty-four hours was tempting, a warm blanket to pull over his head. But choosing to open that journal was to step back onto the battlefield of their past, armed with a truth he wasn't sure he wanted to know.

He looked at Isabelle. The moonlight carved out the sharp, beautiful lines of her face, but for the first time, he saw a crack in her armor. The usual unshakable confidence was tempered by something else—a wary apprehension. It was this, more than anythin
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